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By Tamar Myers

Pickled...Then Potted All that continues to be of Lula Mae Wiggins-who drowned in a bath of inexpensive champagne on New Year's Eve-now sits in an alleged Etruscan urn in Savannah, Georgia. extra north, on the Den of Antiquity vintage store in Charlotte, North Carolina, plucky owner Abigail Timberlake is astonished to profit that she is the only inheitor of the Wiggins property. past due Aunt Lula Mae was once, in the end, as far away a relative as relatives can get. Arriving in picturesque Savannah, Abby makes a few startling discoveries. First, that Lula Mae's ultimate resting pot is extra American reasonable than Italian old. And moment, that there has been a truly beneficial 1793 one-cent piece taped to the interior lid. possibly a coin assortment worthy thousands is hidden one of the deceased's worldly possessions-making Lula's passoing extra suspicious than orginally surmised. With the unusual visual appeal of a voodoo preistess coupled with the irritating disappearance of a enjoyed one-and with nasty relations skeletons tumbling from the bushes like acorns-Abby must locate her penny auntie's killer p.d.q...or she'll be as much as her ashes in deep trouble!

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The second the back door closed, I jumped out. Diamond was nowhere to be seen. I even made Mama get out, which was almost as hard as giving Dmitri a bath. “N-n-no,” Mama said, her teeth chattering. ” “Of course not, dear. ” “Maybe we hallucinated. ” “Been there, done that,’ Mama said dryly. ” “She was too clear. Distinct, I guess you’d say. ” “Mama! ” My petite progenitress patted her pearls, which gleamed in the light of the rising moon. ” I leaned against the cool metal trunk of my car. ” “It.

The main floor was concrete slab, but halfway up the back wall of each cubicle was a carpet-covered sleeping shelf. The doors were metal with wide mesh screen. There was a full water dish and what appeared to be fresh cat food. Above all, and much to my great relief, the cattery was clean. Five of the six cages were occupied, and their inhabitants regarded us with baleful muteness. Dmitri was still on a roll, so he hissed dutifully at each in turn. “The house sits so that each cage gets a little morning sun,” Lougee said, reading my mind.

Bright orange top? ” “And the beads,” Mama said. ” “Yes. ” Call me a chicken, but I got in before her. The 30 Tamar Myers second her door slammed shut, I locked all the doors. It was only then that I thought to check the back seat. I’ve never screamed so hard in my entire life. 4 “W ell, it’s about time,” the woman said. ” Mama shrieked. “Help! ” The interloper laughed. She had deep voice that resonated of cigarettes and age. “I ain’t no car-jacker. And if I was, I sure wouldn’t get me a bitty little car like this.

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